Only then did the reincarnationists notice that on the stone wall next to them were carved with magical murals. Although they had been precipitated for thousands of years, the pigments still had no traces of mottled traces.

These murals were obviously written by everyone. Even Li Jianguo, who didn't know much about painting, could understand the meaning of the muralist without any effort.

"What's wrong?" Li Jianguo was obviously a little dissatisfied with Pan Dongqing's sudden interruption.

"Looking at this mural, this mural should be about Dameng where Princess Agu was originally located, a small country with not very strong national strength, and was often invaded and plundered by surrounding countries! Until one day, Princess Agu heard the voice of God."

"The voice of God?" Zhou Xiurong's eyes flashed with mockery. He spoke with disdain, "There has never been a high god in this world. As long as your power is far beyond ordinary people, you can also be a god in the eyes of those people!"

Pan Dongqing ignored Zhou Xiurong's interruption, but pointed to another mural and said, "Look at this picture again. The painting should be the most dangerous period of the kingdom. The army of other countries had already reached the palace. The entire Great Mongol was almost destroyed by the city. At this time, Princess Aogu communicated with the gods and prayed that the kingdom could repel the invaders. The gods gave the gods a divine object, which is the so-called "On the Rich Blossom" came to the world, and the dead were reborn. The Great Mongol, who had an immortal army, easily annihilated all the invaders!"

Under Pan Dongqing's explanation, the reincarnations seemed to have returned to that ignorant but war-torn era. They seemed to have witnessed with their own eyes how the weak Dameng turned the tide and eliminated the invaders at the most critical moment.

"The Great Mong, who has obtained the gift of the gods, has begun to rise. Princess Aogu, holding the 'Red Ribs', has the ability to resurrect the dead and fight for it. With this ability, the Great Mong has wiped out all the surrounding countries and enslaved a large number of slaves. As the price of the gods helping them, the kingdom has organized live sacrifices again and again to please the gods."

Bai Jie frowned, "Using living people as sacrifices to please the gods, this must be an evil god, right? And can those who have been resurrected by Princess Agu really be considered alive rather than walking corpses?"

Although Bai Jie's words revealed a strong resistance, Bai Jie actually knew very well in her heart that she actually wanted to have such an evil god who could bring back the dead as long as she offered a living sacrifice to her.

Bai Jie is not a saint. For her, there is nothing more important in the world than her daughter. As long as she can make her daughter Niu Niu live healthily and happily, even if Bai Jie sacrifices the whole world, she will do whatever she wants.

"If the dead can really be resurrected, then the live sacrifice should not be acceptable!" Zeng Jian murmured to himself with his head down.

"No, it's not like this. The so-called resurrection of the dead is just a drinking poison to quench thirst." Pan Dongqing's speech speed began to become more and more active.

"To resurrect the dead is a matter of despair of heaven and change one's destiny. The living sacrifice is not only to please the gods, but also a price to resurrect the dead. One person lives, a hundred people die. Even so, the resurrected person can only maintain his rationality for a period of time. Once the living sacrifice is not continued for a period of time, those resurrected people will become monsters and slaughter all living things they see!"

With Pan Dongqing's interpretation, the murals on the cave are no longer as peaceful as before, but there is an indescribable weird and terrifying thing.

The murals on the stone wall began to change, and the great Mongolian, which was at its peak, began to decline. The live sacrifice of a large number of slaves caused the population of the entire country to fall rapidly.

The land is deserted, the grass is withered, the cattle and sheep are dead, and there are few living people.

People are not weeds, and they can grow back after being cut. It takes decades or hundreds of years to recover the population.

But it is obvious that Da Meng can't wait until this time.

No matter how powerful the Great Meng was, he was fighting in all directions, the number of slaves they could catch began to become less and less. The living sacrifice began to become powerless to maintain.

With the decrease of the living sacrifice, the change began. Some of the resurrected immortal army turned into monsters. It was as if it was contagious. One turned into ten, ten turned into hundreds, and hundreds turned into thousands...

They began to kill wildly, and the blood dyed the river red.

Originally, the guardian saint of the kingdom, the entire kingdom was destroyed overnight.

The Great Mongol fell and turned into a purgatory on earth.

...

"Looking at this mural here again, it's very strange here. The little people on the mural are scattered and fleeing. What can make the Dameng, which has swept across all the surrounding countries, retreat step by step? What makes the Dameng emperor besieged? It's nothing else, the Dameng's patron saint, the army of undead!" Pan Dongqing continued to interpret the mural on the stone wall, but the reincarnationists had ignored his voice and continued to pay attention to the next mural.

Da Meng suddenly suffered this disaster, and Princess Aogu was very panicked. She didn't understand why everything turned out like this. She could only pray to the gods again and again, begging to end the catastrophe.

Finally, she heard the voice of the gods again.

The god told her that only the last ceremony needed to be held, and all of this would end. Princess Agu believed that she led the remaining survivors of the Great Monster to prepare for the final ceremony day and night.

...

The mural ended here abruptly, and the mural then seemed to have been deliberately painted, and nothing could be seen clearly.

"What are you doing? In the end, it was not clear whether Princess Aogu had completed the ceremony and stopped this catastrophe?" Zhou Xiurong looked unhappy.

Bai Jie shook her head, pursed her lips and said, "It's impossible. I think there is absolutely something wrong with that so-called god. From the beginning, it was a trap!"

As if she was afraid that others would not understand what she meant, she explained: "The so-called 'Red Borealis' given to Princess Agu is definitely a problem! Judging from the clues on the mural, no matter how hard Princess Agu and others worked, as time went by, Da Meng would not collect enough live sacrifices. At that time, the undead turned into monsters to devour everything, and there was no way to avoid it. All of this was just a matter of time."

Bai Jie's words silenced the others.

Li Jianguo looked at Zeng Jian with a serious look, "What do you think Zeng Jian? Should you stop Hu Bayi and the others from opening the mechanism first? If the mural is painted real, then everything will not be as simple as in the movie! Maybe the 'Red Boat' really has the ability to communicate yin and yang and resurrect the dead, then what we are going to face is definitely not just the illusions in the movie, but it is very likely that they are the gods recorded on the stone wall!"
Chapter completed!